Abusive Love

35. Too Late

"Hi, honey! How's work going," she asked.

"Dee! you need to come right now, my ex found me, and now he's trying to force me back with him," I screamed.

"Ok, I'm on my way!" Dee said before hanging up.

Jay was screaming and banging on the door, and I don't think it was gonna take much more. I prayed that Dee would get there in time, but then I remembered my life isn't and won't ever be a fairytale. The hinges finally gave in as soon as I got a message from Dee saying she would be there in five minutes. It was too late. 

I remembered the last time he broke a door to get to me, but I doubt he would just leave this time. I wondered where all my coworkers had gone, but I didn't get to finish my thought process since Jay began speed walking towards me. I tried to speak, but he almost immediately grabbed my neck and choked me. I made a gurgling sound, which only made him squeeze harder. 

"Are you done being such a bitch?" he almost whispered. 

I didn't make any gestures, but I guess the look in my eyes was enough of a response. Jay let go of my neck but instead put his hand around my waist. I made an attempt to pull away slightly, but he pulled me even closer. He led me outside and into his car. I reluctantly got in. I wanted to put up more of a fight, but I had a baby to think about now. Jay got in on the other side and began to drive. I stayed silent and looked straight ahead.

 "I missed you, did you miss me?" he asked.

I said nothing hoping he would take the hint.

 "I asked you a question," he said in an almost stern tone.

"I know," I whispered.

"Goddamnit! Answer the fucking question!" he yelled while stepping on the gas.

 "This is why I left," I said, hoping he wouldn't hear me, but he did.

The car stopped causing me to violently jerk forward.

"What the hell! What if I hit my stomach!" I screamed.

Jay didn't seem to care. He just kept looking forward with his hands clutching the steering wheel. I sighed and got out of the car. As soon as I opened the door, Jay looked over.

 "What the hell are you doing?" He asked in a more curious than aggressive tone.

"Moving away from you," I said while getting in the back seat.

Jay looked at me for a while before getting back on the road. After an hour or so, I saw the house in the distance. The same place I had escaped only a few months ago, but now I was back. Jay's car pulled into the driveway, and I got out. I trailed behind Jay, but once he unlocked the door, I bolted upstairs. I ran up about seven steps before Jay grabbed me.

500 Words